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Yes, you've found it, the definitive place for the Buenos Aires Hash House Harriers, a drinking club, with a running problem. Take a look around, see what you like, and hopefully come and join us for a run/walk/drink, whatever your fancy may be. We don't bite, well, maybe one or two might, but don't let that put you off. Hashes take place every two weeks, usually on a Sunday, so check out the Next Run details, and come along... ON ON

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Spring was in the air, or Primavera as it is here, and a beautiful sunny day welcomed us to San Isidro and Rodger the Cabin Boy and Red Hot Chilli were ready and waiting for us at the sporty location, where, if you were disinclined to run, you could while away the time watching the tennis next door, or the horse riding across the road.

Visitors were arriving, or in the case of a Hasher from Hawaii (Rabid Gazelle), not so much arriving as losing all sense of direction. eventually, after a number of panting phone calls, he was located by Windy Culo, heading back to the Capital (ironically actually on trail, although he wasn't aware of that for an hour or more!), who also managed to find Fossil Fuck on his taxi travels, and a little late, after all had gathered (with the exception of the GM who was watching rugby) we set off, with the said GM arriving by bike as we headed off towards the railway lines, with meticulous diagrams drawn by Rodger the Cabin Boy to set us on our way.

We soon headed up as a pack towards the cathedral and market place, with steps to climb, along with somewhat different check signs, with the new creation of a multi-directional check mark, which confused us even more than usual (Ed's note... Not hard to do that to Hashers!). A rotunda was found, and subsequently lost again, and the pack split up into varying degrees of ability (Ed's note... Surely you mean Inability?!), and the sun beat down upon the pack as it meandered through the Streets of London (Sorry, just listening to Ralph McTell there!), San Isidro.

Libertador was crossed, and re-crossed by those of us off trail, and finally the pack headed back towards the river, with Tit Climber, Two Secs, Just Mike, from BA via Kilkenny, on his first Hash, along with Just Brad form New Orleans, also losing his virginity, among the leading lights. The path along the Tren de la Costa was a long 1.2 Km straight line, but good for a steady run, and with many of the Hashers having stayed up all night to watch the rugby, it was a final chance to blow away the lack of sleep before the On In and the Circle. The sun also was taking it's toll on people, with the English Rose Just Jack, turning lobster like as the first sun of spring burnt away, but glad to report that all made it back for the festivities of the Circle.

Numerous down downs were given, not least for the perfect trail, and the main victims/instigators from the Interloper hash (see previous Hash Trash), Ivor, Tit Climber and Fossil Fuck, were all rewarded for their efforts. Just Mike had been nominated by Windy who had to go and do more taxi work, to act as his designated drinker, and poor Mike had to suffer the number of incursions that Windy had (as usual) made.

A re-naming took place, as due to the events at hash number 548, it was felt appropriate that Tit Climber should be re-named to El Diablo, and his baptism was carried out in the usual way, blessed by Holy Beer from the RA. The Circle came to an end with a rousing rendition of Allouette, lead by Footsie in fine style, with some new mimes thrown in for good measure, and finally the RA let the Circle go in Pieces, and the food and drink flowed as another successful, sunny, Hash came to an end.

Thursday, 22 September 2011

This Sunday, The Buenos Aires Hash House Harriers are proud to present the San Isidro Spring Hash, number 549 in the list of hashes held here. The weather forecast is wonderful, as you would expect for the first Hash of Spring, so lace up the shoes, and Hash away the Winter Blues.

Where: - 85 de la Ribera, San Isidro, in the Province.

Hares: Red Hot Chili and Rodger The Cabin Boy

Time: 11:00 for 11:30

Nearest Stations: Mitre Line, San Isidro or Acassuso.... For walking directions from Acassuso Station - Click Here It's a little over 2 km, so a nice warm up before the Hash......

Directions: From Libertador take Roque Saenz Pena down towards River Plate until de la Ribera. 85 de la Ribera is between Roque Saenz Pena and Las Gaviotas.
From Plaza de Mayo - Click Here

Bring: Mug, plate, yourself, a friend

Wear: A BAHHH T-Shirt (or if a visitor we do have Hash Haberdashery for sale)

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Another spring time sunny day was upon us, and the Hash descended upon Recoleta, where our resident Hare, Tit Climber, ably assisted by Stop in my Sex Pit and virgin layer Just Jacqui (who can't remember her hash name from Bangalore!), and doesn't like being called Jacqui, were in attendance. Despite the added attraction (or was that dis-traction?) of the Buenos Aires Half marathon, which had stolen away Windy Culo for the morning, the Racist Windy managing a very credible 1:45:13 and finishing in 2,767th place, and Fill My Hole clocking 1:36:48, some 1700 places ahead in 1071st (Ed.notes... Stop with all this race reporting!).

Despite the host of emails concerned about road closures for the race, a very healthy crowd gathered in from of the Palais de Glace, and nobody seemed to be held up arriving, even the GM managed to make it without a GPS hand from Windy's Monkey Spanker, so all was set for the Hash to start on the weekend that the Rugby World Cup was starting (more of that later!)....

The trail was exceptionally well marked, too well for many as it meant little rest time at check points, and a start near the market in Recoleta naturally had to head towards the cemetery and around the market place. Tourists were staring as the pack, ably lead by Two Secs, Qualified Semen and Foxy Lady, dashed through the BA Design Centre, before heading around the back of the cemetery and into embassy land. Naturally the Hash went up and down every flight of steps that was available - For those who thought Buenos Aires was flat, Think Again when Tit Climber lays trail! He manages to find every incline in the city. This was not good news for Beautiful Bristols, making a welcome return to the Hash, but with her bad knee, utilizing a bike, which had to be carried up and down the stone steps....

very soon, the pack were basking in the sun, and finding the first beer stop, where the hares had provided plenty of beer to replenish the souls, although, once again, the slower pack members managed to avoid the Beer Stop, leaving the macho's to enjoy ample beverage, and the Virgin Just Ramiro (Ed Note - He owns a bar - what a perfect hasher!), was feeling the pace, and enjoying the beer.

Off the pack headed again, and on Libertador there was the usual split, allowing the Macho's to head off to the Club de Amigos and an extended run for them, while the wimps managed to get completely lost (Ed... AGAIN!!!!), but smelling the second beer stop, were able to pick up trail again just before the metal flower at the Plaza de Unidad Nacions, and leap into the parque for the last refill. Amazingly the wimps beat the machos, and then the lost walkers discovered us as well, so the pack were altogether again, and a couple of loops for the machos and a crossing over the bridge saw the pack almost all finishing together back at the Palais de Glace.

The sun was still high in the sky, and the circle commenced with the GM welcoming returnees and Virgins alike, with a good number of new faces, and some old ones too that have been finding it hard to avoid the hangovers from Saturdays in recent months! (Ed... You know who you are!). The new Hymn sheets were delivered, and using the latest microscope technology, even some of the ageing hashers were able to read the 4 point font size, and songs were sang and beer flowed. It's usually at this point that the Hash Trash comes to an end, but we were in for a different ending to the day, and the Rugby World Cup sprang to mind.

Fro some reason unknown to us all, as the Post Hash Empenadas had been dispatched, the last of the beer disappearing into the Hashers Bellys, and people starting to head away, A Cry was heard, heads turned and an Interloper, (El Loco),ran straight into the crowd - Heading for Tit Climber, yelling DIABLO! DIABLO!! pushing aside Hashers and arms flaying, seemed vent on Tit Climber's shirt... It was at this point that I got a good view of what was happening, and our erstwhile GM, displaying the tackling skills that had been lacking from the England teams weak victory on Saturday, flew into action, taking out El Loco, straight to the floor. Just Ramiro ran to assist with Tit Climber sitting on his legs, while shouts of Policia rang out from the crowd, the tourists and locals of Recoleta looked on at the commotion. Fossil Fuck added his foot to the neck of our friend, and we awaited the arrival of the Federales.

I guess we will never know what caused the interruption, but it appeared the Union Flag on Tit Climbers Hash Shirt might have been the red rag to the bull. Naturally with all us gringos on the Hash it is one of the Argentine Hashers who was wearing the flag, and El Loco obviously didn't think too clearly, given the rugby skills of our Hashers. The Policia came, first one on a bike, then a Sergeant, followed by a car, and a couple more - El Loco was handcuffed, laying on his belly on the grass, and the seven

Policia spoke to those around. After a few minutes, an ambulance arrived, as clearly El Loco was just that, a little crazy, and two orderlies got out of the ambulance, the first smoking a ciggie as she walked up to the Police, hand-shakes all round, and at one point, we expected the mate to come out as everyone seemed to forget the guy in handcuffs.... If he had been half awake, he could have rolled away at this point and made his escape, and nobody would have been any wiser..... He was taken away in the ambulance, along with a police escort, and normal service was resumed.

An unexpected ending to the day, but thankfully nobody was hurt, and it has meant that I got to write a lot more in the Hash Trash. ON ON to the next hash on Sept 25th, and full details for the event will be posted next week for your delight....

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Primavera is definitely in the air, and we all have a Spring in our steps as the weather improves and the Rugby World Cup commences in New Zealand. ((((Fresh from the fantastic victory by the Pumas over England on Saturday / The lucky win by the English team over a gallant Pumas)))) DELETE AS APPLICABLE - The Hash Goes on, and this week we have Tit Climber once again stepping where few fear to tread, and laying trail once again, ably assisted on the feeding front by Stop In My Sex Pit and Just Jacqui, who will be ensuring that the hash is suitably replenished after it's picturesque run, which starts this week at the Palais de Glace in Recoleta, and is sure to take in the sights of the surrounding area.

Meeting Point - Right in front of the Palais, which is on Posadas and Schiffino. For those unfamiliar with the area, it's near to Recoleta Cemetary, which should help you locate the place.

Time: 11:00 for 11:30

Bring: hash Mug, Plate, T-Shirt - Yourself - A friend.....

Where it is. Very close to Avenue Libertador, so easy to access by car from places like San Isidro. It's not too close to the Subte, but Callao on the D Line is probably the nearest, but it is still a good 10 blocks to walk, so buses may be the best bet. Buses that go close are the 17, 61, 62, 67, 92, 93, 110, 124 and 130, and its also not a million miles from Retiro Station, albeit a nice walk along Libertador.